A Wiccaning - Story Statistics

“SHIT! How am I going to get out of this? How in hell did this happen? Oh God he’s getting nearer!” panicked thoughts flew through Jason Barnette’s mind as he ran for what he felt was his life. His feet pounding the concrete paving beneath him, he felt no tiredness, no pain, void of all feeling except the white-hot sickness that creeps through your body causing your veins to turn icy in fear. All he knew at that moment was that turning down the dead end alley had been a mistake.